Sunday, October 29, 2006
Strange lines: Rant
Lives are strange things
We are characters in others dreams
Have you ever forgotten your place?
Lost your lines, forgot to feed
The other dreamers needs?
All of this is a fucked up story,
Some things are hard
Especially the easy
When you play your part
A screwy roll from a distasteful start
We’re like the number at the bottom of this screen
Characters counted, then disposed
Just as clean
What I want,
Think, hear, need
Quiet, thought, peace
Love, blood, reprieve
Ever think time has moved back?
Not literally, but it’s feels like no time has passed
A smoke behind that place you used to go
A handshake from some one you used to know
The sweat of some one you shared in bliss
Those places you thought you’d never miss
Come back and it’s strange,
The whole fucking world,
Gets rearranged
You know it’s gone,
But good or ill
You're overwhelmed with what time has done still
What do we want?
What the fuck does “happy” mean
It’s all well and good,
For the time being
So what’s the state?
It’s over all, stupendo
Things suck now
But when they're better you’ll transcendo
This isn’t a feeling,
It’s a convenient denial of our complex states of being
It’s fucking lazy,
“but I’m happy”
You see!
‘Can’t take the time,
You don’t’ even feel the need
We’re wasted on words
Drowned in our own explanations
“Just be a good boy”
I think I would need…
“Here’s how to think boy”
To find my own needs…
“This is happy, you do this, yes, ci?”
How am I “happy” when you control how I think?
Why do I need, we need
To do, to think, to think, to feel, to say
Everything your way?
Killing is a waist of living,
Hate is a waist of time,
Fuck it, killing is fine,
If you’re wasting
My time my money my time
My life, my body my mind
My love my feelings my joy
Torture is a waist of killing,
And you’re taking,
My health my freedom my rights
I don’t care what you say
But what you fucking do,
Is fucking up our time!
Stop with the bullshit
Stop with lies
Stop throwing so much money
To make your self right
…………………..
Give it a rest,
We’d all be better,
With less conflicts
Then maybe we could make some changes
Lets not digress
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